HUSBAND OF ANOTHER NATURE
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HUSBAND OF ANOTHER NATURE

#part_100

#by: R.D.Lestari

Sri POV

"Sri," Hans stopped his bike. He tilted his body and looked at me deeply.

"For today, please, forget him. I promise I'll make you laugh and let go of all the lara, you believe me, right?" Hans patted slowly and I nodded.

Hans returned to pedaling his bike until he took me somewhere.

"Hans.jeez." I said, covering my mouth with both palms.

My lips trembled as my feet imprinted on the grass and saw the scene before my eyes.

This place ... a place I used to visit with Hans. It's a place that's always a solace when it's sad and it's the last place I visited during my breakup with Hans nine years ago. I was so heartbroken that I didn't want to step on my feet where I thought there were too many good memories with him.

"Hans .. ayok," I ran small while pulling his hand, playing in the middle of a field that was partly overgrown with weeds. Sometimes I tiptoe when my feet are scratched by weeds and weeds that grow freely.

The place is still very beautiful and beautiful. Even though the sun was shining brightly and stinging my white skin, I continued to run agilely by holding Hans' hand.

Every now and then our eyes clashed, and I saw a clear smile on her sweet face.

"Hans, let's go play water,"

I sat on the edge of the stream that ran through the rice fields, put both feet in and worked on them alternately.

Hick-paw!

"Sri, hot. You'll be black" Hans cupped his hands over my head. Protects from sunburn.

"Hans, it's okay. I'm happy, thank you for making me smile today" I commented a sincere smile to her.

"Sri, a girl like you deserves to be happy" Hans returned my smile.

"Eh, Hans. We don't need to be like this" I'm denying her hand that's now over my head.

"No, what. Later items," Hans insisted.

"What if it's black? you don't like it?" I'm thieving.

"You want black, your body fat, I like it anyway" Hans sings and creates a funny mimic on his face. It made my stomach feel tingly and I was blown away by it.

"Come, Sri. The sun was getting hot to sting the skin, your skin was going to burn" Hans pulled my hand and handed me the shoes I had taken off while playing with water.

"Now, put on the shoes. Later on he stepped on a thorn, sick," he smiled very sweetly at me.

I nodded and returned his warm smile, slowly putting on the shoes he had just handed over.

I received a helping hand and ran small towards the shade tree on the sidelines.

"Hhhh, hhh," I laboriously took a breath. It turned out to be quite tiring running around in the heat of the sun .

Hans chuckled, it took him a few seconds to finally be able to breathe back to normal.

The atmosphere is very cool under a very shady tree. The breeze blew lightly caressing my hair and skin.

Every now and then Hans stared at me and looked clumsy as I looked back at him. It was as if someone was holding his heart.

"Sri ..," I heard Hans' voice calling my name.

"Yes, Hans...,"

" I ... There's something I want to say," Hans looked quite loudly, as if a burden was now pressing on his chest.

"Sri ... ,"

I was choked when Hans' hand reached my hand. Her eyes are warm and full of love. For a split second I was stunned at his shining and sparkling eyes.

"Actually I used to put my heart on you, but I was too embarrassed, Sri,"

Degh's!

My heart skipped a beat hearing Hans' sudden words.

"Sri, do you know what my purpose is to return to this city? I'd like to see you, Sri,"

"I miss you so much, but it looks like you already have," Hans touched my hair and stroked it softly.

"Hans, I ...,"

"I'm waiting to get here. And, I don't have much time Sri. I don't know if I can make you forget about everything you're running right now,"

I'm down. A clear thread immediately spilled at the end of my eyes. My heart is burning, very painful. I pressed my hand on my chest.

Hans. if I could just turn the clock. I will not let my heart be filled with another love. If I knew you'd come back, Hans.

"Sri ...," Hans reached my hand slowly. His gaze is full of love.

He raised my face and his hands framed my face.

"Sri.. are you crying? wh why? did I hurt your heart?" lecar Hans stared at the two balls of my eyes in turn.

"A-I .. I'm sorry, Hans,"

Hans breathed deeply. Jemari Hans interrupted my spilled tears. Shaking my shaken soul.

"Don't force it, Sri. I'm still waiting for you, not long. If you refuse me, I'll be home soon,"

"You want to go home, Hans? when ?"

"Yes, I wasn't here long. In two weeks I'll be back. During that time I'll show my seriousness by proposing to you,"

"Oh, Hans...,"

I'm out of words. Hans, I'm sincere, but I can't deny in my heart screaming the name of my lecturer, my handsome Lecturer who also expressed his heart to me.

I flanked two handsome men's love and attention. They both have space in the depths of my heart.

Hans..my first love filled with fond memories, Mr. Gio, he who has been filling my heart and giving color until sometimes I cry and laugh because of it.

Immediately at this time I was also in the data to worry between two choices. Am I selfish if I want both?

On the one hand I still want to be with Hans, but on the other hand I don't want to leave Mr. Gio.

Akh, even this kind of time Mr. Gio's face is still dancing in my mind. It creates vibrations and longing.

"I want to go home, Hans," I replied. Hans clasped and clasped my hand, stepping hand in hand between the field of weeds and the gusts of wind caressing.

Surely nature has blessed us, but unfortunately today it is not the name of Hans that is imprinted in the heart.

Hans started to paddle his bike. I was still quiet and didn't talk much. My heart is confused and doubtful. How do I behave in the future?

All the way we were silent, not talking much. Fun with each other's minds.

My breath felt choked when my eyes caught a luxury car parked in the yard. I'm sure it's Mr. Gio's car. What business is he going to my house for?

I didn't think he had the guts. He usually goes into the room like a ghost. There must be something that made him dare to show his face to Grandma.

I hurriedly stepped inside the house without heeding Hans who was still curious. He was apparently trailing behind me.

"Sir Gio?"

Sure enough, even though he was turning his back on me, I knew it was Mr. Gio. The man stood up and looked at me with a sharp and mysterious look.

"I've come to get your heart back, Sri. I don't want to lose you,"

I did not have time to answer, Hans who was behind me walked and now he was in front of me.

"Then you have to compete with me. Whoever you are, we will fight for Sri's love" Hans' voice sounded high.

"You ...!"

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